My sister took me to Xiuxian

"???"

Only Xiaobai, who was watching the show nearby, almost dropped the melon in his hand.

This...this...how can it be like this?

"Sister Yue, this... this is a foul!" Bai Youning was stunned on the spot and quickly called for her powerful help.

She is both mother and daughter. After the big devil Qiu came in, his eyes were on her for even a breath, okay?

Now the family of three is going out for fun tomorrow, so what about her? What is she going to do?

Suddenly, Xiaobai realized that his rank seemed to be far behind. There was no comparison, right?

'...'

The monitor didn't say anything, and was a little autistic because of the scene before him.

Ever since Sister Ye asked Xiao Yuxiu to call her mother, she had guessed that this situation might happen. After all, she is both mother and daughter, so which man could resist such means? But...but...

Xiao Yuxiu, you gave it up too quickly. Weren't you reluctant in your little world before? Why are you and your daughter so harmonious now, as if they were real children? You don't have to surrender like this, right?

Aren't we sworn sisters? When did you betray me?

Sister Yue was silent for a while, thinking that there was nothing she could do, but Xiaobai couldn't swallow this anger.

This is her room, this is her territory, but the big devil and his family are so affectionate in front of her, and they even agreed to go out for fun tomorrow, and they don’t take her seriously at all. What does this mean?

Aren't you really not treating her as a human being?

Isn't she a dog?

Can she swallow this?

It can be said that she was blinded by anger, and without even thinking it through, Xiaobai once again took the initiative to stretch out her stockinged feet and rub them on Qiu Yi's legs.

Qiu Yi: “???”

Xiaobai, what are you doing?

Monitor: “!!!”

Xiaobai, are you considered a third party?

. . . . . .

Although Qiu Yi felt that doing so was immoral and might even be too ostentatious, he could not resist Yuxiu's constant nagging and his sister's silence, so he let the little girl lead him out by the hand.

How to say it, a delicate, cute, lively and active little girl was walking in the middle, holding a handsome man on the left and an elegant, noble and gorgeous woman on the right, talking and laughing. No matter from which angle you look at it, it looks like a family of three going out for fun, a happy scene.

I don't know how many Taoist League disciples looked at them sideways along the way. The handsome man and beautiful woman were a match made in heaven. I felt so envious that my heart ached.

The little girl in the middle was laughing and talking, as sweet as a silver bell, and the woman on the right was speaking softly and gently, but...

The man walking on the left, however, felt a surge of murderous intent in his mind, as if there were steel knives scraping bones and cutting flesh on his chest and back. If it could have become material, he would have been torn into pieces long ago.

"Dad, are you hot? Why are you sweating so much?" Yuxiu raised her little face and looked at him innocently.

"Yeah, aren't we happy? After all, it's our first time hanging out together. Girl, aren't you happy?"

Qiu Yi pinched the girl's rosy little face and replied softly.

"Cheerful... so happy! Yu... Yuxiu is very happy!" The little girl used the tactic of hurting the enemy by a thousand but hurting herself by eight hundred. She turned her head and looked at the woman on the side: "Mom, what do you think?"

"Alright, alright, you two stop being naughty. Don't you see where you are? Pay attention to your image." Ye Junxi smiled beautifully, and took the initiative to step forward, took out her handkerchief to wipe the sweat off the young man. Her gentle words, soft movements, and rich fragrance made her look like a virtuous and gentle lady!

Qiu Yi had mixed feelings. He enjoyed his sister's treatment, but who else in the world could make his sister care about him like this? But...

"Snapped!"

A jade hand smashed the magical mirror projected in front of it into pieces. The woman's face turned black, her chest heaved, and she was so angry that she said she couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

"Xiangyun, is this woman deliberately provoking me?" Ling Qinghan was so angry that she was about to burst into curse.

OK, this woman is really good!

The first thing I did after finishing meditation in the morning was to check on my little man, but I ended up seeing a loving family of three. This...

Jumping in his face, right?

Can't wait to get started with her?

"Second Miss, don't be anxious. It's obvious that the master is doing this on purpose. Don't be fooled." Sister Xiangyun, who was sitting next to her, also had a bad look on her face.

She finally managed to put the little man into her mouth, but as soon as the owner came over, she picked peaches in front of her. This behavior was very provocative!

And you actually took it!

Sister Qi Ling said she had to admit defeat and took over the task fearlessly, then turned around and put pressure on them. It seemed that only the master could do this.

"What's wrong with being fooled, Xiangyun? Do you think I'm no match for her now?" The Holy Lord was really angry. She was just a little reserved last night, and now she's starting a family with someone else?

Are you still human?

"Uh... Second Miss, you have to understand that if you really plan to fight with the master, I definitely can't help you. Besides, this is the Taoist Alliance. If you really go all out and fight with the master, then all your plans will be in vain." Ye Xiangyun reminded her very tactfully, letting her know that that was the center of attention.

"So I can only watch that woman showing affection with that little bastard in front of me?"

"Or..." Ye Xiangyun's eyes wandered.

"What do you mean? Where are you looking?" Ling Qinghan was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and looked into the distance following her line of sight. It was an ordinary mountain, but on the mountain there was a crystal fairy sword that had been floating for thousands of years.

"Hmm... Xiangyun, what you mean is that we should record this scene, imprint it in the memory crystal, and then give it to the goddess Qiuyun on Xianyi Mountain to divert the trouble and let her come out on top?"

The woman showed a surprised expression: "Xiangyun, when did you become so vicious? You can even kill someone with a borrowed knife?"

Ye Xiangyun: “???”

Second Miss, I didn’t say anything!

While the two men were looking at each other in hesitation, Qiu Yi's family of three, who were enjoying the scenery in the Taoist Alliance, were blocked by two people.

"You are Qiu Yi!"

The one who spoke was an old man with white hair, but his eyes were bright and full of awe-inspiring pressure.

Next to the old man was a figure shrouded in a cloak. Not only was his body covered tightly, but even his face was tightly covered with a mask, not wanting to reveal even a bit of skin.

"It's me, you are..."

The young boy who was playing with his daughter suddenly looked unhappy. He subconsciously stood in front of Yuxiu and her sister and looked directly at the old man.

Saint. To this day, the only one who can make him feel threatened is a saint.

"My last name is Luo. I have no grudge against you, but you really don't know the rules. I don't care whether you came to see Goddess Qiu Yun or not. You have offended my daughter. How can I forgive you today?"

daughter?

When these words were spoken, Yuxiu and Ye Junxi were stunned at first, and then they all looked at the young man with strange eyes. When will this end? How many women have you been hooking up with behind everyone's back?

Chapter 22: The Satisfaction of Cultivation

Under the gaze of Yuxiu and her sister, Qiu Yi felt very wronged. What kind of saint's daughter was that? How could he know a damn thing?

Besides, old man, how old are you and how old is your daughter?

And who is he? Apart from the young, beautiful and pure girl, what are the identities of the women who have relationships with him and flirt with him?

She is either an immortal from the previous life or a saint of the present life. Does he really think she is worthy of the daughter of a saint?

Please don't look down on him like that!

His taste isn't that bad.

But he was not amnesiac. He quickly connected the details and thought out some possibilities.

Saint? Daughter? Offended?

These three key words alone were enough to eliminate many options for him. In addition, he only knew a few people in the Taoist Alliance. As for the woman he offended, there was also the kind of person who had a saintly father.

Glancing at the figure next to the old man who was wrapped tightly, Qiu Yi instantly guessed who the person was.

Who else could meet the current conditions except the wife of the Feathered Saint Lord who was painted half black by him?

"Old man, are you trying to get back at your daughter? Do you know how your daughter has offended me?" Qiu Yi straightened his back and spoke with confidence.

What a joke! It's not like you've been exposed for cheating on your girlfriend or having multiple relationships. What is there to worry about?

Yuxiu and Ye Junxi looked at him in surprise. Hey, that tone and that look don't seem like that!

"Boy, do you know what you're talking about?"

The tone of Saint Luo suddenly turned cold, and the surrounding environment suddenly seemed to have entered the depths of winter from the warm spring, with thousands of leaves falling, showing a bleak atmosphere.

Qiu Yi, who was facing the old saint directly, felt the same way. The other party did not make any move, but just his emotional anger caused changes in the celestial phenomena. There was a sudden storm, dark clouds covering the sky, and a violent storm was coming.

"Old man, what do you mean?"

However, apart from his clothes and hair being blown by the wind, Qiu Yi's expression did not change at all. He even had the energy to block the pressure from the saint for his sister and the little girl.

Apart from anything else, this aura of pressure was really not good, far worse than Ye Qingge's. If he didn't have a family to support, he would probably have made some sarcastic remarks.

For a saint, perhaps his strength is far beyond his current level, but if he wants to overwhelm others with just his aura, he'd better forget it.

“Young man, you know what you did to my daughter. Do you really have to let me explain it to you?” Old Saint Luo’s face gradually turned colder, and his breath became more solemn.

"Isn't all this your daughter's own fault? She is arrogant, self-righteous, and domineering. As the daughter of a saint, she has developed such bad habits. It's all your own fault. I thought the old lady had brought her daughter here to apologize to me today, but it seems that it is not what I thought." Qiu Yi smiled, but his expression was cold.

He thought that the matter had been covered up because of Ling Qinghan, but he never thought that this old saint would actually come to his door in person to bully the weak. He really has no shame at all!

But think about it, after being hit by his move, half of her body turned black inside out. For a woman, especially a woman in a high position with great power and a high self-esteem, how could she swallow this? Even Miss Yu had to use the magical power of reversing time to wipe off the pure black color on Qing Fei's body.

How could this old saint in front of me have such ability?

"Dad, why are you still talking to him? Why don't you just take him down? You are using this brat's daughter and woman to threaten him. Are you afraid that he won't obey me and untie this secret technique? If he doesn't want to, just cut that woman's face and let him see what it feels like to have his woman become ugly."

Here, the young man and the old man were still confronting each other, and the wife of the Holy Lord who was shrouded in a cloak was already furious.

Even her own saintly father had shown up, but the young man didn't give her any face at all. That would have been fine, but the key point was that this boy had daughters and wives around him, and each of them was as beautiful as an elf, absolutely stunning, and astonishing everyone, which made her even more unable to swallow this.

Now, she disliked beautiful girls more and more. These women could expose themselves in front of everyone openly and enjoy the praise and appreciation of others, but she could only wrap herself tightly with cloth, for fear of revealing even a little bit. Even in the Holy Land of Yuhua, she was no different from a rat crossing the street. Jealousy, envy, resentment... and a series of emotions almost distorted her body and mind.

“Young man, I’ll give you one more chance. Just reveal the secret to my daughter and apologize honestly. I’ll let bygones be bygones for what happened in the past. Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude.” The coldness in the old saint’s eyes faded, leaving only indifference.

The heart of the Holy Spirit is unpredictable. He will only express deep anger when it comes to his closest people. When the anger fades, all that is left is contempt and disregard for the weak beneath his throne.

"Apologize? Old man, you are old, are your ears not good? Didn't you hear what your daughter said just now? She wanted to attack my daughter and the woman, and even threatened to destroy their appearance. Do you think I am such an easy person to talk to?"

Qiu Yi also had an expressionless face and refused to give in. If this woman had obediently knelt down and admitted her mistake to him, and had been a little nicer, he might have forgiven her this time for Xuan'er's sake. But even though more than a year had passed, her temper had not changed at all, and had even become more and more twisted. If he didn't teach her a lesson today, who knew if she would use Xuan'er to threaten him in the future?

For such an indiscriminate woman, giving in would be like giving her a handle on you, and she could control you at will.

Standing behind the young man, holding the little girl's shoulders to prevent her from interrupting, Ye Junxi slightly raised the corners of her lips, forming a beautiful arc.

These two people arrived at the right time.

"Mom, won't you do anything? Dad is no match for the saint right now." Yuxiu twisted her neck and asked in a voice transmission.

Even though Qiu Yi is currently comparable to most of the strong men in the seventh realm, although there is only a difference in realm between the eighth realm and the seventh realm, the strength between them is definitely as different as heaven and earth. Currently, he is still a teenager in the sixth realm, and basically there is no possibility that he can be the opponent of a saint in the eighth realm.

"Don't think too much. This is your father showing off his masculinity to protect women and children. What we have to do now is to watch quietly and not cause trouble for him. I believe your father will find a way, but you don't have any confidence in your father at all?" The woman pinched the girl's face and smiled sweetly.

Yuxiu pursed her lips. She knew her father's methods very well. Apart from the Taicang Five Tribulations Sutra, she also knew everything he knew. How could she possibly be a match for a saint?

"Stubborn."

Sure enough, the old saint snorted coldly and stretched out his big hand, ready to take down the young man as quickly as possible.

Right now they are in the Taoist Alliance, so it is not advisable to make too big a fuss. What's more, there is Ling Qinghan, a junior, watching them all the time. If he cannot take down this kid in a short time, and Ling Qinghan intervenes, that would be a big trouble.

However, the boy was now so close that even if the woman acted quickly, she would not be able to stop herself from attacking a boy.

However, when the huge hand surrounded by light and filled with holy power fell, a turquoise light flickered. The clear and ethereal color even instantly reversed the bleak and murderous atmosphere of the saint's arrival. With a loud and piercing thunder, blue arcs of electricity leaped, causing a shocking wave that was close to the realm of the saint. It actually blocked the huge hand, and the blue lightning spear was sharp, and pierced the huge hand with a puff.

A bright red blood light flew up at this moment, but before it could splash far, it evaporated completely in the jumping electric light.

"Boy, you..." The old saint withdrew his hand and looked at the wound on his palm that felt stinging. Even though it was healing, it still made him feel unbelievable.

Everyone present was stunned. Not only was the wife of the Holy Lord Yuhua, who was standing behind the old man, pale with horror, but even Yuxiu behind Qiu Yi was dumbfounded. Ye Junxi also narrowed her eyes with a strange light, as if she was savoring the fluctuations of the young man's counterattack just now.

For a moment, Xiao Yi's aura surged extremely sharply. Although it did not reach the level of a saint, the magnitude of the surge was enough to catch the old saint off guard.

"Qingxiao Canglei, how could... you..."

The old saint's eyes widened, a little confused. According to the information he knew, the young man in front of him was indeed blessed by nature. He even cultivated the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, which was an anomaly. But he had faced the Blue Sky Cang Thunder before. Wasn't it used to weaken the opponent's magical power? How could he have such ability?

"Old man, are you sure you want to make a big deal out of this?"

Qiu Yi held a spear transformed from Qingxiao Canglei in his hand. Thunder flashed on his body, like chains wrapped around him. He looked forward without changing his expression.